Can't deal

[tseecka]

Can't deal with Cory's clinging, the whiny hangdog moping looks, can't deal with watching as someone with less respect for the rules and more self-confidence than I will ever have flirts and giggles and whatevers her way to winning the competition she doesn't even know she's in, can't deal with my heart breaking all over again, just a chance, just one chance, that was all I ever wanted or asked for, and it's slipping away.

Now i'm left with a choice, to suffer in silence or maybe make my voice heard, maybe break that rule or at least try because otherwise I've no shot in hell.

Why does the world fucking hate me.